Ripped
The day started on a low note. As i was putting my pants on, i guess my foot got caught and the ass ripped out. i guess they were old enough. Fortunately, i hadn't left, so i grabbed my other pair of pants. i always plan my week's packing (or, in this case, two weeks) so that all my shirts and pants match for just such reasons (spilling shit on myself is also a risk). Kinda like Garanimals for adults. The day was also sucky, but it ended on a good note with a nice dinner with Jason. i got back to the hotel, got everything packed relatively easily (and i had pretty much EVERYthing unpacked) and three of the suitcases put in the car. i even went for a quick swim. Man, i can't wait to get home tonight.